A tiny candle

                - A TINY CANDLE -
Love is patient, love  is kind. It does
not envy, it does not boast, it is not
proud.  It is not rude ,it is not               
 self-seeking, it is not easily
angered, it keeps no record of wrongs
Love does  not  delight  in evil, but               
rejoices with the truth. It  always
protects, always trusts, always hopes,
always perseveres.
1 Corinthias 13:8


Whose eyes are watching me closely?
Whose hands seem to dote on me?
I know whose, but I'm a little candle,
Just candle, that speaks in the wind.

Something was lost, something was  found.
                I noticed your trace on the ground.
                Lips are shaking, hearts are breaking.
                Talk to me...
                Inside...
                Again and then...

Her soul was full of holes,
Her breathe was warm and wet.
I saw it, for  I was  a candle.
My master went shopping and mad.

                I love you, he whispered like prayer,
                I love you again and again.
                But I am a candle and never
                Shall breathe and shall never feel pain.

The twinkling, that table, that window,
The same tiring darkness and wind...
He will  let her know by cable
That he loves the odour of mint.

Her eyes filled with tears and tomorrow
                Will come as it usually comes.
                And morning will wipe all the sorrow
                With dew on the leaves and the plums.

My fire keeps shimmering slightly,
My eyes glow bitterly sad.
The rain brought the thunder and lightning,
The ground is lovely and wet.

                I will shine till the end.
Till the world turns into the  sand.
                Till it's gone with the wind,
                Keeping  odour of mint...

               
                And now these three remain:
                faith, hope and love. But the
                greatest of these is love.
                1 Corinthians 13:8
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